The information displayed on the book page shows that the secret magic crystal is a very rare mysterious material and is a "bridge" connecting the material world and the spiritual realm.
Throughout the ages, there have been some seers who possess secret magic crystals, and some of them have shared their process of obtaining this material, and without exception, they are all related to secret crystals.
This means that the "mineral" of secret magic crystal cannot be found in the real world. It grows in the secret place.
Not only that, there are no traces of the secret magic crystal in the outermost woodland of Secret Lodge. Many people speculate that it is hidden in the thick fog.
If Victor wants to get the secret magic crystal by himself, he has to put on yellow clothes and go into the thick fog to find it.
Although this kind of thing has been done more than once, Victor still has lingering fears about the huge indescribable thing he saw first.
Moreover, the world in the thick fog is so big that it cannot even be described as "space", let alone southeast, northwest, and northwest. If you want to find something in it, relying on divination is useless. Victor must rely on immortals to guide you.
Whether he wants to go in and explore again, Victor has to prepare himself again.
Putting the book back, Victor picked up the badge and prepared to leave directly.
However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a figure on the high platform opposite.
It was a tower-like building made of bookshelf squares.
Stretching up from the dark abyss below, it is two or three stories higher than the platform Victor is standing on.
The man's back was turned to him, he was tall and straight, the collar of the dark tight vest was sharply raised, and the sexy bell-bottom pants covered his heels.
Victor knew the other person, it was the same person as last time. Ms. Sharti called him Mr. No. 13, the singer of Wanlaoyuan.
Bad luck, Victor lied and deceived the other party before, but if he was discovered again, he might not be able to defend himself this time.
He originally wanted to leave quickly without being seen, but the behavior of No. 13 made Victor couldn't help but observe it for two more seconds.
Just like the first time we met, the guy seemed to be transcribing confidential information in the inner data room. He would tear off the copied paper, fold it into a paper crane and throw it away, as if the paper crane had been ejected with steam.
, rushed to somewhere quickly and disappeared from sight.
Victor was about to leave. He used his badge to locate the direction of the exit, and that was where the paper crane flew.
Victor didn't understand the transformation rules of the inner data room last time, but this time he immediately understood it.
This guy...he copied the confidential information from the Anti-Suppression Department and sent it outside the data room...
Victor frowned, with many thoughts popping up in his mind.
He had pondered before that the Ministry of Defense and Suppression's recruitment system for elite agents would inevitably recruit some people with ulterior motives, and he himself was such a person.
The No. 13 in front of me is probably stealing confidential information from the inner layer.
He sent the copied pages out, probably to the hands of outside contacts.
Do you want to expose him?
Never mind my business!
Victor weighed the pros and cons in an instant and decided not to meddle in such nosy matters.
He followed the path pointed by the golden badge and left from the inner data room.
"I'll keep the badge for Miss Charlotte today, and I'll return it to her another day. Then I'll find a reason to say I picked it up, perfect..."
Victor walked out of the outer bookshelf all the way out of the door, his mind filled with lies to deceive Charti, but when he reached the double doors, he was blocked by a slender and beautiful figure.
"Ah~~!" Victor's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt bad, "What a coincidence! Miss Charlotte."
Charti's smile was like a succubus. She tilted her neck and opened her white palms in front of Victor's face.
"Bring it..."
"Huh? What?" Victor stared at the opponent's palm prints, pretending to be dumbfounded.
Charti was not angry either. She suddenly stretched her hands behind him and hugged his waist.
"Wait a minute, Sharti, this is still in the corridor..." Victor finally compromised and returned the gold badge to the other party.
"That's right! My dear..." Charti picked up the orchid finger and put the badge back into her purse.
"Mr. No. 99, if you want to enter the inner layer next time, you don't need to lie to me anymore, just tell me."
Victor laughed a few times and was about to run away when Miss Sharti suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"But you have already deceived me this time, aren't you going to make up for it?"
Victor turned back stiffly and looked at her malicious and delicate face: "How do I need to compensate?"
"How about booking a candlelight dinner at the Rose Hotel tonight?"
……
You can't run away when you treat a guest to a meal. Fortunately, the other party didn't ask too much for another room after dinner...
The two of them left the hotel, and Victor quickly called a carriage and sent Miss Charlotte to her carriage seat.
"See you tomorrow, dear Mr. No. 99..."
Charti pushed up her glasses. In front of her blurred eyes, there were a few golden curls hanging down, and her blushing cheeks were like snow-white peaches.
Seeing the coachman about to drive the horses, Victor leaned to the side of the road, and unexpectedly, he was kissed on the face by Charti who suddenly poked his head out.
He covered his face in surprise and watched this bold lady walk away.
With two wry smiles, Victor took a long breath.
"I've managed it tonight..."
After straightening his collar, Victor pondered whether to call the carriage back or take the tram on the opposite side.
However, at this time, his thoughts were vaguely stirring, and there seemed to be a mysterious feeling coming from the secret place.
He knew what this feeling was. Someone lit the incense and connected with the Taoist temple in the secret residence, and the Taoist temple and Victor themselves had a spiritual connection.
After a moment of pause, Victor decisively gave up taking the tram, called a carriage alone and drove away from the hotel.
……
The time came to an hour ago, when night had just fallen, and police officers were patrolling everywhere in the dock area.
Outside the dark fish market, three policemen had just searched and left, leaving behind the confused fishmongers.
As soon as I walked across the street, a fishmonger knocked on the dilapidated window behind him.
Not long after, a young man wearing a skullcap that covered his ears and hair jumped out from under the rotten door on the side.
He stared at the three policemen leaving the entrance of the fish market, his sharp eyes revealing deep resentment.
"Thank you, Mr. Furtag..."
He expressed his gratitude to the fishmonger who helped him hide.
The other party replied to him nervously and regretfully: "Master Mike, there is no need to thank me. Your father did a lot for us during his lifetime. I will not watch his child being arrested."
Mike's lips tightened and he did not speak anymore, but chose to leave the fish market quickly.
The purpose of temporarily hiding in the warehouse was to avoid police searches. After the danger was gone, Mike had to leave as soon as possible without injuring these old neighborhood friends.
Last night, he experienced the most painful and desperate night in his life, more terrifying than any battle he had experienced at sea.
The thugs from the cigar club rushed into his home like a tide and massacred all the living creatures in the mansion, even the horses.
They seemed to have planned it a long time ago and gathered their strength to attack the Cambino family.
Fit and the old housekeeper were killed by random gunfire during the battle, his mother also died, his sister was kidnapped, and none of the other servants survived.
He was the only one, and in desperation, he used the ability of secret transmission to escape from there...
It was such a failure that Mike felt extremely annoyed and remorseful in his heart, because he was not proficient in mastering his abilities and was unable to change this disaster.
Later, the culprit Cigar Club was not arrested by the police. Instead, the Cambino family was wanted by Renekton throughout the city.
Instead, he, Mike Cambino, became a criminal with heinous crimes, and the dock area was full of police officers searching for him.
The newspaper attributed last night's actions to the police, including the elimination of the Cambino family, without even mentioning a word about the cigar club.
This is a conspiracy! A conspiracy for power and profit in the underground society!
Mike was unable to change the reality. He endured the grief and lived on, but the flame of revenge in his heart became stronger and stronger.
However, the sergeant who returned from the army has a stronger heart than ordinary people.
He knew that he could not be impulsive and had to avoid this round of searches and plan revenge after the limelight passed.
However, Mike is not as familiar with the power of the family as his brother and father. Several years of military career have separated him from Renekton's underground society. He does not even know the locations of the gang's hideouts, and he has no idea where they are in a short period of time.
Where to go.
As night falls, Mike is like a mouse avoiding the light, walking through the dark streets.
When he was escaping from the mansion, he took a risk and took something out of the house. He didn't know if it was useful, but the current situation gave him no choice.